Malvoisin's Savage Tide, Act 1 - There Is No Honor

[Rhun]

Anar smiles at the interaction between his two companions. The lighthearted moment is well needed after the rogue's close brush with death.

 

[Legildur]

Although exhausted, Bael waves his hand in agreement that they need to push on.

 

[Malvoisin]

With a push from Chongo, the humidity-swollen double doors easily push open. The group proceeds forward, Anar's already-sharp eyes and ears enhanced by Keoni's shamanic magic. A ten-foot-wide corridor proceeds east for 30 feet, before it curves away to the southeast. Ten feet along this corridor, another set of swollen double doors sags on the south wall.

The group stops in front of this newest set of doors to consider its options, when suddenly, the glowing tip of Col's spear winks out, leaving the group in utter darkness. In the sudden blackness, before anyone can speak, a faint noise can be heard coming from the east...shuffling steps, and the terribly familiar gnashing of teeth!

Actions?

 

[Rhun]

The sudden darkness and sound of gnashing teeth causes Anar's heart to race. The rogue turns toward the sound and takes a deep breath, steadying his nerves. He raises the sickle high, and listens closely to the sound of the steps, trying to judge if there is time to retrieve and light a torch.


OOC: Can Anar tell how soon the zombied will be upon them?

 

[Malvoisin]

The sudden darkness and sound of gnashing teeth causes Anar's heart to race. The rogue turns toward the sound and takes a deep breath, steadying his nerves. He raises the sickle high, and listens closely to the sound of the steps, trying to judge if there is time to retrieve and light a torch.


OOC: Can Anar tell how soon the zombied will be upon them?

From the distance of the noises, the undead seem to be around the bend of the corridor to the east, and they aren't especially swift. There should be time to light a torch.

 

[Legildur]

"Wonderful!" Bael exclaims as the light winks out at the same time the sounds of more zombies reach his keen elven hearing. "Can't rely on anyone around here," he adds with an unseen smile as he reaches into his belt pouch and withdraws a sunrod before striking its tip on the stone floor to light their scene.

 

[Rhun]

Anar is about to reach in his pack for a torch when Bael strikes his sunrod. The rogue blinks several times in the sudden light and then gives a nod of thanks to his companion. Coming to a quick tactical decision, Anar speaks to his companions in a low voice. "We should move back through the door...let them come to us. It will create a bottleneck, and perhaps we can thin them out."

 

[Legildur]

"Agreed," replies Bael, holding the burning sunrod in his right hand as he starts to withdraw.

 

[GwydapLlew]

Chongo nods wordlessly and moves back to the previous room and takes up a position near the door in order. He mimes picking up some debris and tossing it, nodding down the hall towards the walking dead.

 

[hafrogman]

Keoni remains silent as the darkness falls around him. The Storm Serpents may not be hindered by darkness, but alas his powers fail in comparison. He is focuses on the sounds ahead when the light returns.

He backs up with the others and takes the position next to Chongo, ready to blockade the door along side the tribesman. He holds his dagger at the ready, prepared to strike at any foe that comes close enough.

"I don't think we will require any bait to lure our prey. They come."

[sblock=ooc]Presumably Chongo directly in front of the door, Keoni right next to him to be able to strike into the corridor. Don't know if I have time to ready an action, but if he does, he will strike whatever shows up.[/sblock]